I would have a second storey apt in Queens.
I'd go gorcery shopping at MoMo's.
I'd take walks in Central park.
I would walk manhattan all over, shooting pictures.
I would meet a wondeful girl at the park.
I would take her ice skating at the Rockefella's ice rink near Christmas.
We would cozzle under a blanket drinking coffee, watching sunrise from a cold roof.
I would have one of those Platonic love lifes, where it would always be ro mantic.
I woulds do coke and party.
Dress up and shindig.
I would not fart
I would fuck cute little hirlies.
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